Georgia, USA

The great composers have their WoO, works without an opus number; birders have their OoH, birds seen out of habitat. Today, though, it’s not the birds but me, a couple of thousand miles out of range and marveling at the density of the forests, the chill in the air, and the birds at the feeders.

Alison’s modest setup here in Atlanta attracts the entire suite of southern sunflower-gobblers: Downy Woodpeckers, Carolina Chickadees, Tufted Titmice, White-breasted Nuthatches, Carolina Wrens, and Eastern Towhees. Even a Brown Thrasher, official feathered representative of the state of Georgia, has dropped in, scattering the eastern chipmunks gathered under the seed feeders.